Working 10 hours today. I don't really mind...though I just ate a whole bin of cheesecake. I really need to lose some weight. Really. I need to look like that pic of me on the top of this page; skinnier, even, because I think then I was still considered "over weight". I tried zipping up my hoodie today- tight. I'm down to one or two hoodies that don't cut my blood circulation off at the waist. I should just kill myself now.
My face is looking more moon-ish as the days go by. Maybe I have Cushings? I'll Google that when I'm done here and read about it again.
My blood pressure check tomorrow is free, so I'm still going to go. At least I won't have to pay them to tell me I'm retarded and nothing else is wrong with me. Story of my life!
Until I was in my twenties, my family went to this one doctor not too far from our house. It was a Catholic place (if that makes a difference) and the physician assistant was a nun. Neither the doctor nor the PA ever believed me or my mom when we went there. I told the dr. that Allegra gave me nosebleeds. She laughed. Not the most appropriate response. When I saw the PA because I hadn't had my period for six months, she asked, "Could you be pregnant?" I said, "No, I've never had sex." She then proceeded to get a urine sample to do a pregnancy test...that I had to pay for out of pocket (and I could've gone to the grocery store and gotten one for 1/5 the amount they charged me).
I sincerely hope tomorrow when I go for my blood pressure check that it'll be high or out of whack and they'll do a blood pregnancy test and it'll be positive. Then I won't feel like such a fat piece of crap.
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